11normalI turn once, what is out will not get in. I turn again, what is in will not get out. What am I?Show AnswerShare
8easyI'm left behind yet never taken, set down in a row. Seldom seen in isolation, captured by the snow.Show AnswerLearn MoreShare
13normalI have two coins that add up to 30 cents. One of them is not a nickel. What are the two coins?Show AnswerShare
11challengingThere is a clerk at the butcher shop, he is five feet ten inches tall, and he wears size 13 sneakers. He has a wife and 2 kids. What does he weigh?Show AnswerShare
1easyAlive without breath, As cold as death, Never thirsty, ever drinking, All in mail never clinking.Show AnswerLearn MoreShare
3easyThe last man on Earth sits in his room. He hears a knock on the door, but is not scared. Why?Show AnswerLearn MoreShare
4normalI fall from the sky but I'm not rain. I am beautiful to look at but each of me is different. What am I?Show AnswerShare
15challengingI am something people often celebrate but never appreciate until I'm gone. I move only forward and never backward. What am I?Show AnswerShare
4challengingI am a rock group with four members, all dead, one was assassinated. What am I?Show AnswerShare
21easySilky and soft we are, perfuming your lives. Take us to your love, but beware of our knives. What are we?Show AnswerLearn MoreShare
12challengingI go around all the places, cities, towns, and villages, but never come inside. What am I?Show AnswerShare
15challengingTrickle, trickle... You wake up in an hourglass, sand falling on your head. Outside there is desert, devoid of everything human except for one small signpost. You can barely read the letter left by your nefarious captor: "DON'T WORRY. I TOLD YOUR FRIENDS. THEY ARE ON THEIR WAY." Trickle, trickle... You wait till the sand is ankle deep, and then, standing on the sand, you try reaching to clog the hole, but your ankle is chained with almost no extension from the bottom. The hole is still two feet above your stretched hands. Trickle, trickle... You look around for extensions, maybe a stick? But alas, you have nothing except your clothes: denim jeans and a white shirt. You empty your pockets, finding a wrapper with chewed gum and a pocket knife. Trickle, trickle... The hourglass will not break from the inside. You have tried using your knife but have only dulled the blade. Trickle, trickle... You have less than an hour. By then, the sand will rise, completely suffocating you. Hurry now, the sand is already up to your shins.Show AnswerLearn MoreShare
12challengingVoiceless it cries, wingless flutters, toothless bites, mouthless mutters. What is it?Show AnswerShare
